The next day, Shen Yin went to work. As soon as she arrived at the office, she saw a cup of hot soy milk and two meat buns on the table.
She pointed at the table in amazement. "Who brought me breakfast?"
"Not us." Zheng Ling poked her head out playfully and winked mischievously. "It's the handsome guy from Team Three!"
"Meng Heng?" Shen Yin sat down thoughtfully and looked at the bun, unable to eat.
Nian Nian prepared breakfast for her every morning, and now she really could not finish these buns.
However, she had always been a frugal person. It would be a pity to throw these away for nothing.
She casually pushed the food forward and asked generously, "Who hasn't eaten? Take it. I've already eaten."
"No, no." Zheng Ling waved her hand as if to avoid arousing suspicion. "Boss, I've eaten."
Wang Sheng walked over with a smile. "Boss, he means it kindly after all. At least have some."
